The white-haired demon beasts in the six-diamond-shaped chariot all stood up, and some of their heads were reversed, turning one hundred and eighty degrees around their necks and then turning back. These guys looked immortal, and an atmosphere of terror quickly spread throughout the chariot.

It's like a plague, one infects two, two infects four, and four infects an infinite number of them...... Any cultivator who was contaminated with blood quickly turned into a new white-haired demon beast. There were a total of hundreds of cultivators in the chariot, but in the blink of an eye, one-third of them had turned into white-haired demon beasts that could not be killed.

"Abandon the chariot!"

The veteran Huang Ao shouted loudly, and then pulled his boxwood hard bow again. A half-moon-shaped wave of light shot out, slicing off the heads of those white-haired demon beasts again.

"No way!"

Ma Jue shouted, "It's more dangerous outside." ”

As soon as he waved, the Mo knife flew over from not far away. Before those white-haired demon beasts could be resurrected again, he slashed down with a sword, and thousands of rays of light fell with one sword, like a meteor shower falling in a chariot. With just one move, the bodies of those white-haired demon beasts were all cut into pieces.

"See how you can live!"

But before he could finish his words, the pieces began to stretch out blood threads, spreading out like worms, quickly connecting with other pieces of flesh. Because the chopping is so broken, the pieces of meat that are connected are not the original body. The white-haired monster that stood up again looked even uglier, some with three arms, some with four legs, and some with only one torso left but still squirming forward.

"You can't kill at all!"

Huang Ao's face was a little ugly, he had been on the battlefield for hundreds of years, and it was the first time he had encountered such a difficult opponent.

"Abandon the chariot!"

This time it wasn't him who shouted, I don't know if it was the assassin who couldn't bear the pressure of this fear, so he opened the door of the chariot and rushed out. One person ran away, and the second quickly followed, and it didn't take long for at least twenty or thirty cultivators to rush out of the chariot.

"You go too, I'll break off!"

Huang Ao shouted at Ma Jue: "You are still young, but I am old, although I am not used to your arrogance on weekdays, but I know that the hope of reviving Dashu lies in you young people, not me." I've lived enough, and the people I've killed have already been enough, don't forget my husband's instructions, go and find the Frozen Spirit Stone!"

Ma Jue's eyes turned red, and he shouted to the old general to take care, and rushed out of the chariot with his Mo knife.

Huang Ao stood at the door of the chariot, watching those strangely shaped white-haired demon beasts approaching step by step, but there was no fear on his face. There are too many bizarre things he has seen in his life, when he followed Mr. Zhuge to the south to conquer the barbarian land, the demon beasts driven by those barbarians were also so weird and dangerous, but in the end, it was not the victory of the strong army of Dashu.

"Give me death!"

Huang Ao pulled the boxwood's hard bow fuller this time, and bursts of dazzling golden light emanated from his hands. As he released the bowstring, a loud eagle cry appeared, and a huge flying eagle with red flames shot out from his hard bow. The flames instantly raised the temperature in the chariot to a terrifying height, and the Flame Eagle rushed over at an extremely fast speed, and with a bang, it shattered those white-haired demon beasts. Every piece of flesh burned with flames, and it seemed that the flames would not be extinguished until the pieces of flesh were burned out.

An Zheng didn't help Huang Ao, he didn't like these guys who seemed to be loyal but were actually just protecting their own selfishness.

He came out after Ma Jue and accompanied him all the way.

At this time, there seemed to be a catastrophe outside, and countless white-haired demon beasts were besieging those small bull-headed chariots. Many chariots were overturned, doors were pulled open, and the Flying Assassins inside were killed one by one.

But the strange thing is that the cultivators who died elsewhere did not turn into new white-haired demon beasts. An Zheng followed Ma Jue all the way forward, and subconsciously glanced back, he saw that on the top of the six-diamond-shaped chariot like a steel beast, an even more huge white-haired demon beast was squatting there, looking at the slaughter coldly.

An Zheng recognized that the white-haired demon beast that was one size larger was the one looking inside from outside the chariot. An Zheng's heart moved, and he suddenly understood. Only the blood of this white-haired demon beast has the power to corrode, and its blood can turn a cultivator or anything else into his soldiers.

If you want to defeat the white-haired demon beast, the only way is to kill this main beast.

But An Zheng didn't have time to think about it so much, and the horse with fifty or sixty Flying Degree assassins rushed forward very quickly. When these cultivators rushed out, some of them didn't have time to put on special equipment, and they were frozen into ice cubes not long after they ran out, and they shattered when they touched it.

The temperature here is frighteningly low, and ordinary people may not be able to hold on for even a second and will be frozen. The cultivators who had escaped from the other bull-headed chariots began to converge towards Ma Jue's side, and the number of people they eventually brought out was around seventy or eighty, and the rest either died or turned into white-haired demon beasts.

When An Zheng looked back, he saw that the old general named Huang Ao was standing alone in the snow, relying on the hard bow to continuously smash the approaching white-haired demon beast.

The main beast squatting on the roof of the chariot screamed, and the other white-haired demon beasts gave up their pursuit and pounced towards Huang Ao. Hundreds of white-haired demon beasts pounced on it, as if the undulating waves were surging over.

"For Dashu!"

Huang Ao shouted, and was quickly overwhelmed by the wave of white-haired demon beasts.

Ma Jue rushed forward with seventy or eighty Feiling degree cultivators, and not many of them brought out the equipment, and more than a dozen of them were frozen to death halfway through. After running wildly for at least half an hour, it seemed that the moonlight was not far from the frozen mountain. There is a raised mountain bag in front, which is a small part of the mountain range and is not very high.

Ma Jue led people to rush to the back of the mountain bag to hide and rest temporarily, he climbed up the mountain bag and looked back, it seemed that there was no white-haired demon beast catching up.

More than 200 elite Flying Assassins, plus eleven sturdy and fierce chariots, failed to make it to the Frozen Mountain. The tanks have all been lost, most of the men have been lost, and this battle can be said to be incomplete.

"Take an inventory of your equipment. ”

Ma Jue commanded in a low voice: "Look at how much gunpowder and dragon claws bring out." ”

Soon someone replied: "Thirty-two copies of gunpowder were brought out, thirteen dragon claws, a small one was one from the artillery, and even the crossbow was basically carried with it, and that's it." ”

"That's pretty much enough. ”

Ma Jue came down from the high slope and glanced at the people: "In the snow, our target is too obvious, and those beasts are all white, and their breath is not obvious, if we don't get close, we can't find it." So in order for my husband's order to be fulfilled, I need some people to make sacrifices...... The thirty people from my finger side, divided into teams of six and five people, ran in other directions to attract the snow demon to pursue, and I took the rest of the people to the Frozen Mountain. ”

Everyone was silent, and they all knew that the people who had been assigned to use the bait had basically no chance of survival.

"You think it's safer to stay on the Frozen Mountain?"

Ma Jue snorted coldly: "I'm afraid that the people who go in will be more dangerous." ”

Eventually, none of the well-trained Flying Assassins resisted, and thirty men fled in all directions. Ma Jue led the rest of the people to continue walking towards the Frozen Mountain, although they were also wearing white armor, but the concealment was far worse than those white-haired demon beasts.

The team of less than fifty people continued to move forward, quickly approaching the frozen mountain in the miserable white moonlight.

Without chasing and killing everyone, the mood calmed down a little, but at this moment, the three Feilingdu assassins who were exploring the path in front suddenly disappeared, Ma Jue's heart sank, and he made a gesture to stop the rest of the people, and he ordered a few Feilingdu assassins around him to go up and take a look.

The men approached cautiously, and the assassin who was walking in front suddenly let out a low cry and subconsciously retreated.

On a white expanse of snow, time and vision blurred. The distance between the three assassins in front and the group behind them was about 100 meters, and it didn't take much time for the people to catch up after they suddenly disappeared, but they couldn't see anything in the distance in front of them.

At that moment, a bulge on the ground suddenly moved, and the Assassin in front of him looked down, and then saw a miserable white face raised, and its green eyes emitted a terrifying fierce light, staring straight at him.

The three Assassins, who had only the top half left, crawled on the ground, approaching the crowd, raising their hands and shaking them a few times as they crawled, as if they were trying to grasp something, as if they were trying to stop something.

The assassin turned around and ran in fright, and suddenly slipped on the snow, and for some reason the snow beneath his feet, which should have been hard, became soft, and swallowed the cultivator like a swamp, and soon he was deep in it from the waist down. The other two men came to pull him, thinking that there would be a lot of suction, but the two of them pulled the man out of the snow with a single force, because the two men almost fell because of the force.

Pulled out, it was half a person.

Only the top half remained, and everything from the waist down was gone. It was as if there was something that could not be seen under the snow, and the practitioner bit off from the waist down. The two assassins turned around in fright and ran, their faces pale as if they had just recovered from a serious illness.

Ma Jue watched as the four half-section cultivators were still crawling on the ground and approaching them, waving his hand as he crawled. His face changed, he shouted to go around, and then led people to bypass the four half-body cultivators and ran out into the distance. After running out a few steps, Ma Jue looked back, and found that the four half-cut people were all standing up, standing there like half-cut marmots outside, looking at them with cold eyes.

"General, what now?"

A person asked in a trembling voice.

"No one knows when the road under our feet will change, and if we fall into it, it will also become that terrifying appearance. ”

"I'd rather die than be a monster like that. ”

Ma Jue said coldly: "There is no way out to get here, you can get out safely if you get the Frozen Spirit Stone, and you can't get everyone to die together." When you look back now, you may fall into the snow and become the same as the person you just did. You may encounter a large group of white-haired demon beasts, and you will either turn into minced meat or white-haired demon beasts. ”

Some people moved their Adam's apple up and down a few times, and when they swallowed and foamed, they found that their throat was dry and painful.

"Keep walking!"

Ma Jue shouted and strode forward.

After a few hundred meters of further walking, there was no place to fall into, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's that?"

Someone saw four low stakes standing in the snow in front of them, faintly visible in the fiasco moonlight. It's like a small sculpture, and it's extremely weird. Ma Jue waved his hand and ordered a few of his subordinates to go over and take a look, and those people went over in fear, and when they got there, someone screamed in fright and ran back.

The four low stakes, which were the four lower bodies, poked straight into the snow in front of them.

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